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Monday, March 22, 2010

Sprung

Like the weather, I feel conflicted this week. I can't make up my mind where I'm going, what I want, whether I'm melting or sunny. What a big drippy mess.

I think about selling everything except my cello and my computer. I think about grad school. I think about moving west. I think about starting a new blog. I think about painting, print-making, photography. I think about sewing. I think about web design. I think about running a marathon. I think about writing a research novel. I think about volunteering. I think about thinking. I think about thinking too much.

I haven't felt like writing about music lately so much as listening to it loudly.